Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 361: Unity

Things went smoothly, and Li You did not hide anything when he returned to the hotel.

The people watching at the door didn't quite understand and immediately reported to their superiors.

"Li You went out and came back?" When Zhao Rongbing's people told him, Zhao Rongbing's face suddenly darkened, "Didn't you notice?"

"us."

The person in charge was speechless. During the more than one hour that Li You was out, the hotel monitoring room was under control and no information could get out.

"At least he's back," Zhao Rongbing narrowed his eyes. "He didn't return to Seoul at this time. He's putting himself in danger."

Zhao Rongbing didn't know whether Li Youzhi knew about it or not. Logically speaking, if he knew that someone was trying to assassinate him, he would definitely take precautions first before doing anything else, and returning to the base camp would be even more natural.

Look at this reaction. Could it be that he doesn't know?

Zhao Rongbing let out a breath, but he was still a little nervous and tried hard to suppress the urge to call Zhu Rongyi.

"hold on"

He cannot make any move until Zhu Rongyi takes action.

After Li You returned to the hotel, he did not do anything and continued to do the same thing as he did in the previous few days.

It’s time to eat, drink, and talk business.

Although he seemed calm and composed in the hotel, the underground turmoil in Busan was quite serious.

Zhang Daozhi and Song Rina are gradually starting to sweep the underground of Busan according to Li You's orders.

Even on the sunny streets of Busan, the once peaceful appearance has disappeared.

Street vendors and passers-by can almost all feel the unusual state of Busan now.

After Zhang Daozhi and Song Rina joined forces, as long as the Zhao Group and the official authorities did not intervene, these two well-known people in Busan could easily wipe out the underground of Busan.

Many people were surprised that they were constantly fighting with each other, but now they were on the same front.

Their sphere of influence, from narrow alleys to bustling commercial areas, was all redrawn in this battle of alliances.

Low roars and angry curses could be heard from time to time in the alleys across Busan. The originally scattered small gangs began to be wiped out or some of their members were recruited.

Many informal shops on the streets have temporarily closed. Small vendors have keenly sensed that things are not going well recently and would rather take a few days off than take the risk of doing business.

The hustle and bustle of the past were replaced by chaos and solemnity.

Unlike Zhang Daozhi and Song Rina's subordinates who were in high spirits, those who were swept up were in a miserable situation.

However, the people in Busan are quite courageous. Even when facing powerful forces, their eyes are full of hostility and ferocity.

There were some gangs that were unwilling to surrender peacefully, and many bloody cleanups took place in front of the shops they operated.

The sound of iron rods and knives colliding, mixed with intermittent screams, echoed in the street.

Fortunately, Li You had already made arrangements with the Busan police chief and the prosecutor introduced by Zhao Taixie. As long as there were no large-scale casualties, these were all minor matters.

Most of the people on both sides of the street, including Zhang Daozhi and Song Rina's men, were dressed in suits.

Song Rina inherited some of Song Dong Hyuk's men, and they are considered the most formal underground gang members in Busan.

They acted quickly, and struck hard at every small group that refused to surrender in every corner. The sounds of fighting, shouting, and cursing mixed together continuously.

The reason why these people work so hard is very simple.

When Song Dong Hyuk was here, how dare these street thugs talk to them like this? They were at their most glorious time, and their income was the highest.

But after Song Donghe's death, most of these things disappeared, and now they have the opportunity to get back what they lost.

Their desire for face and money makes it impossible for them to hide the dark side of their hearts even during the day.

The uniform black clothes, cruel smiles, and the bloodstained concrete floor are what they have given to Busan during this period.

However, inside Jang Do-sik's hotel base, the atmosphere was quite different.

Zhang Daozhi sat comfortably on the sofa, enjoying the luxurious decoration, expensive cigars and the peaceful sea view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Representative," Jiang Yunzai stood beside him, "progress is very fast."

He laid out a sphere of influence map on the mahogany coffee table in front of the sofa and marked some of them with his fingertips.

"We have already completed most of the tasks assigned to us by President Li."

Zhang Daozhi raised his lips to smile complacently, "Are we progressing much faster than that woman Song Rina?"

Jiang Yun nodded, "It is indeed much faster, but some forces over there are indeed difficult to defeat."

"Don't say that, you're just too old-fashioned," Zhang Daozhi smiled even more, "fast is fast."

Busan is now a huge whirlpool, with the upper echelons constantly fighting for power. Now that they have become pawns, they have to consider how to maximize their interests.

What they need to do now is to flatter Li You.

He stood up and returned to his desk, sitting on the leather chair, his eyes flashing, "Pay attention to Song Ruina, and make sure we finish first. If we get the next task from the president, we will be safe."

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Jiang Yun nodded helplessly. He also understood that Zhang Daozhi's purpose was to please Li You.

Jiang Yunzai certainly had no objection to this, but he felt
"Deputy, isn't that a little too obvious?"

"You're still not good at this," Zhang Daozhi waved his hand, "What kind of flattery have you not done to such a big shot?"

“What we need to do now is to take a stand, express our respect, and do our job well.”

"This way Chairman Li will give us more," Zhang Daozhi laughed.

From day to night, Tianbusan is always in this state.

At night in Busan, it even seems that there are fewer lights. During this period of turmoil, even fewer stores are open at night.

The wind blew through the streets, carrying with it the salty smell of sea water and a faint smell of blood.

His men fought non-stop, one fight after another. When they took a break, they stood in the narrow alleys or leaned against the walls.

"I say," one of them said, "can we really unify the Busan underground?"

"Look at what you said," his companion said, smoking a cheap cigarette, "I heard that everyone who took action this time will get a sum of money."

"Is this true?" The man was a little surprised. "So many people are doing this. Isn't business bad recently?"

"You know nothing," the smoker finished his cigarette carefully, "We have connections and money. For such a big shot, this is nothing more than a drop in the bucket."

"Thanks to you," another person sitting on the ground twisted his wrist, "I feel like there is hope for the future again."

What these people want is very simple, just to be rich and live a glorious life is enough.

(End of this chapter)